Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Decatur, artist - I-20. Album song Self Explanatory, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
So Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
Dealer got the coke for all the snorters and the shooters |
If I say they online, I ain’t talkin' 'bout computers |
D.E.C. |
Eastside hoe we back on the grind |
If I’m in the trap I like to pack a mack or a 9 |
In '94 I’m sellin' bass, in a place called spanish trace |
In a second you can vanish, dead and gon' without a trace |
I caught my first case, for boomin' out the back of south deca' |
Man I wouldn’t be caught there without a Z atleast a half |
Shit I had to be fresh, they had the T’s on friday night’s |
And if the car ain’t got no shoes, I can’t say I’m ridin' right |
I had this trick, out in Eastwick, who turn tricks and suck dick |
And when I went to see her, I would always have a full clip |
Scottdale bitch, one been through some rappin' lands |
Mr. Coug' a damn shame, call the twins from jagged edge |
And I will rep the D.E.C., til' it ain’t no breath in me |
Whether Glenwood, Rainbow, Flexo’s or Macavee see… |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
Yeah, I talk that dope slang folk, rock and dust |
Treat my hoes like my pistols, cock and bust |
You better study hip-hop, if you think someone else |
Could spit the game so trill and get they shit off the shelf |
Niggas think they so fire, well I’ma full alarm blaze |
Set ya braids on fire, til' they burn to a fade |
This that eastside shit dog, let it be known |
And our hands in all the car folk, nothin' but chrome |
It’s all stuntin' in the Dec. dog that’s rule #1 |
Ya see more niggas touchin' rims then a game of 21 |
And I’m so slum with it, my roots are du' deep |
I’m so street if I get shot I’d probably bleed concrete |
Take a second, swallow what you heard |
Try to understand while they follow every word |
While they put me on a pedastile and worship what I say |
I-Dub out that eastside and this is how we pray, say ugnhh! |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I-Double, I’m straight out the Dec., no one is better |
Niggas claim I changed my style, but I only changed the letters |
From BMX to BMW, AK’s to MP’s |
.OZ's to ASCAP, the BUS to SUV’s |
Bitch please, I’m from Atlanta where we brawl and we fight |
When you ever heard me rhyme and it was only aiight |
I ain’t shit, but I’am the shit, you do the math |
This ain’t a clip, it’s a full clip, move or get blast |
The only one that could be king, cause I do it for real |
Don’t believe me we can hit the deck and do it for real |
Pretty thugstyle, got these bitches kissin' us off |
Fake rappers sound like bad blaoww’s, pissin' me off |
Infamous, I’ma icon, ain’t no endin' me |
Call Chaka all you want, and you still won’t be D.T.P |
Basically y’all faggots, cause you do it and run |
Ain’t no killa’s on the payroll cause we do it for fun, folk |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |
I’m so Decatur |